Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 858 - 105: How Many Good Sisters Do You Have After All?

Wang Yunxiao, of course, didn’t end up spending the night on Li Mumu’s bed.

After all, he still had a shred of dignity.

If he had truly blacked out from drinking, well, that’d be another story...

Seriously though, relatives who decide to visit at nine at night are just the worst.

Li Mumu walked him downstairs, and as they exited the stairwell, she softly remarked, "The food you made today was pretty tasty."

Wang Yunxiao froze mid-step and turned to look at her.

In the dim stairwell light, the girl turned her head slightly, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush.

Instinctively, Wang Yunxiao took a step closer, only for Li Mumu to immediately take a step back, looking at him warily.

"What are you trying to do?"

What the hell—if you don’t know what I’m trying to do, why’d you back up?

Screw it. The alcohol’s already doing its job at this point. Wang Yunxiao lowered his voice and said softly, "Mumu, give me a chance to pursue you, will you?"

Li Mumu raised an eyebrow. "Haven’t I already?"

Well... that’s true, now that you mention it. If it were anyone else bursting in, thick-skinned and all, to try and curry favor, Eldest Miss Li would’ve already tossed them out.

Wang Yunxiao rephrased his words. "I mean in a... more meaningful way."

"Not getting married."

Whoa, no need to take it *that* far!

Wang Yunxiao said helplessly, "I’m saying... can we start dating?"

Li Mumu shot him a sidelong glance. "Well, aren’t you knowledgeable about these things."

What do you expect?! You’ve already declared no marriage; what else was I supposed to say?

"But if you’re asking me out on a one-on-one date, how do you plan on stopping people from thinking we’re a couple?"

What else could it be? You think I’m asking you out to pick a fight?

Li Mumu tucked her hands into her sleeves and leaned against the wall, speaking softly, "Going on a date isn’t out of the question, but you need to give me a compelling reason. Otherwise, why wouldn’t I just stay home and sleep?"

What counts as a compelling reason?

Wang Yunxiao thought for a moment and tentatively asked, "Hotpot?"

"Sick of it."

"Shopping?"

"Boring."

"Spinning tops by the river?"

"How old are you? Still playing with those?"

Wang Yunxiao took a deep breath, trying hard to suppress the effects of the alcohol.

"Do you remember the cookies and sausages I brought you during your retreat?"

"Church butter cookies?"

"Exactly. At the time, didn’t you say that instead of running a massage parlor, those nuns should just use the church’s recipes to open a pastry shop? I’ve already passed your suggestion along. In a couple of days, when they open for business, I’ll take you there for a taste test. How about that?"

Li Mumu hesitated for a moment and finally didn’t object anymore.

"Fine, seeing as how sincere you are, I’ll tentatively agree. But there’s still a small matter..."

Li Mumu leaned in close to Wang Yunxiao and whispered, "If you can answer this, there’ll be a reward. If not, then tonight’s drinking was for nothing."

"Can I ask what the reward is first?"

"Take a guess."

Looking at the girl’s soft, pink lips just inches away, Wang Yunxiao thought to himself, *I have no idea! No idea at all!*

Li Mumu stared into his eyes and softly asked, "How many ’good sisters’ do you have out there?"

"I, Wang Yunxiao, am wholeheartedly devoted to Li Mumu!"

"Wrong answer. Goodbye."

Li Mumu turned and walked away. Wang Yunxiao stood rooted to the spot, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

This woman must know cold reading! If I’d hesitated even a fraction of a second longer, she would’ve sniffed me out.

Good thing my conscience is clear, no skeletons in my closet, and I’d been bracing for this trick all along.

What a night... facing off against this father-daughter duo is downright exhausting.

By the time he returned to campus, it was already midnight. Wang Yunxiao collapsed into bed and fell asleep immediately.

The next morning, Youtiao teased, "Boss, another solo flower-wine adventure?"

What do you mean "another"? And what the hell’s flower wine?

You’re all tarnishing my pristine reputation!

Wang Yunxiao grabbed a washbasin, gave his face a quick rinse, and headed back to the dorm, where his brothers were still looking all gossipy. Left with no choice, he explained, "I was out scouting for your sister-in-law. You all know how obstinate Eldest Miss Li can be. Yesterday I went to her house, and her dad even tried to get me drunk..."

His brothers immediately perked up, eagerly pressing him for details about what happened next.

Wang Yunxiao spun his tale without batting an eye. "Please—do you think there’s anything your big bro can’t handle? I straight-up drank Boss Mu under the table! If all goes smoothly, after we graduate, I’ll bring Li Mumu back as your sister-in-law with full fanfare!"

A chorus of thumbs-up followed. "When Big Bro takes action, success is guaranteed!"

As the conversation continued, Matuan chimed in, "Speaking of this, Big Bro, did you know Dumpling’s got a lady now?"

"That’s nonsense!" Dumpling immediately turned red. "Stop spreading rumors!"

"How’s it nonsense? Everyone saw it with their own eyes!"

"What happened? Spill!"

Wang Yunxiao’s curiosity was instantly piqued.

Of all the brothers, it wouldn’t be surprising if anyone else had romantic developments.

But when it came to Dumpling, well, that was downright intriguing.

He was one of the few honest folks among the group.

To put it bluntly, he could be called a pushover.

Lacking in willpower, fond of leisure and indulgence, Dumpling wasn’t someone Wang Yunxiao ever relied on for serious endeavors. At best, he’d tag along to manage logistics.

It wasn’t like they looked down on him—he just wasn’t cut out for it.

But now, *he* was the one getting a girlfriend?

Why? Because he’s a bit rounder?

According to Matuan, it happened during one of their trips to a factory. They’d brought back a load of fabric scraps meant for making clothes and shoes for the gang—a task naturally handed off to Dumpling.

One thing led to another, and Dumpling got acquainted with a female worker there.

While Wang Yunxiao was out hustling yesterday, Dumpling apparently received an invitation.

The bold part? The girl had openly mentioned it in front of everyone, leaving Dumpling red-faced.

"What’s she like? How old is she?"

"She’s decent-looking, fair-skinned, three years older than Dumpling, and, I heard, never married."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Wang Yunxiao smacked the table. "On my command—charge!"

"No, no... Big Bro, don’t listen to Matuan’s crap," Dumpling argued desperately. "I think her intentions aren’t all that genuine... She might not like *me,* per se—she could be eyeing my money."

"Is that so..."

Youtiao was in charge of finances, while Dumpling handled purchasing. Out of all the brothers, his apparent generosity could make people assume he was a sucker with deep pockets. Outsiders wouldn’t know better.

They always say a woman chasing a man is as easy as slicing through thin silk.

Most men, when pursued, drop their defenses and stop thinking critically.

But the fact that Dumpling could voice such suspicions meant his concerns weren’t unfounded.

Wang Yunxiao exchanged glances with Youtiao before lowering his voice. "Let’s test this girl’s true colors. If she’s decent, even if she’s after money, that’s manageable—we can support her. But if she’s not... no way we’ll let Dumpling take this hit."